Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 13. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a Cartwright, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Cartwright; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: An older man who is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top pastel hat.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a white shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the south to a Servant, Clerebold learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with green slacks. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is content; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Disease, Mundane. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is singed and shortened. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Henry grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp).